The truth is we never stop being children, terrible children covered in sores and knotty veins and tumors and age spots, but ultimately children, in other words we never stop clinging to life because we are life.
ROBERTO BOLANOThe secret story is the one we’ll never know, although we’re living it from day to day, thinking we’re alive, thinking we’ve got it all under control and the stuff we overlook doesn’t matter.
More Roberto Bolano Quotes
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Then he went out without touching anything and put his arm around Ingeborg, and like that, with their arms around each other, they returned to the village while the whole past of the universe fell on their heads.
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Reading is like thinking, like praying, like talking to a friend, like expressing your ideas, like listening to other people’s ideas, like listening to music, like looking at the view, like taking a walk on the beach.
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Literature + Illness = Illness.
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If you’re going to say what you want to say, you’re going to hear what you don’t want to hear.
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Poetry is the one thing that isn’t contaminated, the one thing that isn’t part of the game.
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Only in chaos are we conceivable.
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For a moment the two of them looked at each other, wordless, as if they were asleep and their dreams had converged on common ground, a place where sound was alien.
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The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.
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I kept having dreams all night. I thought they were touching me with their fingers. But dreams don’t have fingers, they have fists, so it must have been scorpions.
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You have to know how to look even if you don’t know what you’re looking for.
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Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
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One should read Borges more.
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The world is alive and no living thing has any remedy. That is our fortune.
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Dreams fade with morning light, Never a morn for thee, Dreamer of dreams, goodnight.
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In the current socio-political climate, he said to himself, committing suicide is absurd and redundant. Better to become an undercover poet.
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